Age of Miracles


You can’t trust me. Just when I start going in one direction, I turn south and head for another. Seriously, I’m mostly just opportunistic. My neighbor texted me and said, “you gotta hear this beautiful music.” So, I came out. She was right. The music was all gentle 1960s and 70s music, like something MarvinContinue reading “Age of Miracles”

Down on the Corner


Changing attitudes, changing altitudes. Sometimes I get bored with my own work. The trick is to keep making pictures. Eventually, the pictures evolve into something different. I get lucky sometimes and options appear while I’m in the field working. That’s the case with this picture. A brass band was playing in Woldenberg Park, which isContinue reading “Down on the Corner”

Angel From Montgomery


I am an old womanNamed after my motherMy old man is anotherChild that’s grown old If dreams were thunderAnd lightning was desireThis old house woulda burnt downA long time ago Make me an angelThat flies from MontgomeryMake me a posterOf an old rodeoJust give me one thingThat I can hold on toTo believe in thisContinue reading “Angel From Montgomery”

Dr. John


They say it comes in threes. Ronnie Virgets. Chef Leah Chase. And, now Mac Rabennack. You might know him as Dr. John. The Night Tripper. The good doctor passed today. His family said that he had a heart attack around day break. He’d been sick for a long time. I’m not sure with what. Doesn’tContinue reading “Dr. John”

Banana Republics


Busking. A hard way to make a living. These days, in the music industry, distribution is king. Without that, you struggle with tours and merchandise sales. If you are working the street, you have none of that. You have the music. You have a tip jar. And, maybe a few cheaply recorded CDs for sale.Continue reading “Banana Republics”

On Every Corner


Music. I said it before. I’ll say it again. New Orleans is a musical place. It’s often likely that you can hear music as you are passing by a street corner, as I was when I made this picture, that is equal to the sounds you hear in many clubs. Sometimes, the guys on theContinue reading “On Every Corner”

New Orleans… A Story


New Orleans stories. Some I have to dredge up from deep in my memory. Others not so much. This is one of the others. I was walking down the street in Treme. I was headed to a second line. I didn’t know there was a second line that started earlier. A jazz funeral. As IContinue reading “New Orleans… A Story”

A New Orleans Thing


Yes. A New Orleans thing. Where else do you see a musician walking on city streets carrying his instrument? A drum and a cymbal. This is about as New Orleans as it comes. It happens all over the city. This picture could only get better if he was carrying a horn. A trumpet or aContinue reading “A New Orleans Thing”

Beginings


The first one. The first Uptown Mardi Gras parade. Normally on the first night shoot during Mardi Gras, I’m trying to knock off the rust. Not this time. I had an almost perfect shoot. Not only that, but getting there and parking was easy. I parked as close to the parade route as I could.Continue reading “Beginings”

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